Human song from dawn to dusk

Sun hasn't come out yet and still in his night gown.
But he awakes, even in the sleep
He hears the planes fly
And see bombs dropp from the sky.
He always dreams nightmares.
Where is tomorrow
His yesterday and today?
Sun goes down as usual
And he too goes home with empty hands.
Yes, home full of worries and sing the sad song without music.
(Once the game is over, the king and the pawn go back into the same box.-Italian proverb.)

*Faith is the bird that sings when dawn is still dark.
- Rabindranath Tagore

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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